MPitS - Mendocino Community High School

MPitS

Mendocino Community High School
2002/2003

Fish Eyes

Curved
That's all I know
Far, far and curved
That is the world.

Are we not unlike a fish?
Alone, in our own world.
Ignorant, to the extent of our world
Content, content in our ignorance.

Adam Matthews, 9th Grade
Jim Jennings, Classroom Teacher

L o w R i d e r

Leafy shadows through twice fuzzy echoes of the mountain

kitty dreams in the trapezoid greed, a candied
mind over a sandy scorecard

A wheel of classes with eyes
that ask questions that can't be
answered, empyrean shit over a chime of opinions

obstructed by
bars of prime cypress
palm trees making
words like drummings
in the rain

Scott Hughes, 11th Grade
Jim Jennings, Classroom Teacher

Sky Language
( after Octavio Paz)

I have a language.
I am the sky.
In me, the birds live
and the sweet swallows die.

I have a voice.
It is the wind.

I have a tongue
as the storm clouds roll in.

I must compete
with the whirring of planes,
the roaring of 'copters
I drown with the rains.

Lightning, my anger,
Downpour, my grief,
then I talk with the pine tree
for blessed relief.

All of you, listen in
to my sounds as you fly,

I have a language.
I am the sky.

Deneb T. Hall, 12th Grade
Jim Jennings, Classroom Teacher

(untitled)

The wind of a shadow
Blows twice on the
Open echo
of the dreaming sun
The trapezoid of bleached wood
makes the mind of the leaves
move sand
Into the breeze of a wheel
sending gray eyes
On empyrean shadows
of dancing chimes
Crushing the light of obstructions
making the creams of the cypress wood
Into a latticed word.

Emma Hurley, 11th Grade
Jim Jennings, Classroom Teacher

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